"This is? Zhenlong Fu is recognizing the Lord! ”

At this moment, the old man only felt that his brain was blank, how could it be! How is that possible?

The Zhenlong Talisman has existed for thousands of years, and no one has ever been able to take it out of the tribe where it is located. Now that a young man is floating on the Changsheng River, Zhenlong Fu will recognize the master? A young man floated on the Changsheng River at random, who was the owner of the Zhenlong Fu?

Liu Lao's mouth opened wide, and the shock in his heart had reached a point of no return, and the only thing he could do was to look at the handsome young man in front of him stupidly.

"Confessing the Lord?" Qin Han looked at the talisman mark in his palm, and was very puzzled by what Liu Lao said.

But Liu Lao was moved, and his heart was full of admiration:

"Xiao Han, the Zhenlong Fu has existed in the Changsheng River Valley for thousands of years, no one has ever been able to take it away, and no one has ever made it recognize its master, you are the first! Among the three thousand tribes in our Changsheng River Valley, there has always been a legend: the one who gets the Zhenlong Fu is the lord of the three thousand tribes, and the city lord of Zhenlong City! ”

Lord of the Three Thousand Tribes, what a glory that is!

The position of the city lord of Zhenlong City is the position that countless people dream of!

The old man couldn't have imagined that the calm young man in front of him was actually the owner of the Zhenlong Fu! He is the master of the 3,000 tribes that have been set since ancient times!

Listening to Liu Lao's babbling words, Qin Han looked confused and even more confused, and he opened his mouth and asked:

"Elder Liu, what is the lord of the three thousand tribes? The lord of Zhenlong City? ”

Compared with Qin Han's calmness, Liu Lao was extremely excited, and began to tell everything about the Zhenlong Fu with tears in his eyes.

"Here's the thing, since the beginning of the establishment of the Three Thousand Tribes, the Zhenlong Fu has always existed......"

The old man who is over half a hundred years old told Qin Han little by little, from the origin and mystery of the Zhenlong Fu, to the meaning behind the Zhenlong Fu's recognition of the master, everything is known and spoken.

Under the silent night sky, Qin Han quietly listened to the old man's narration, but the more he heard it, the more outrageous and shocked he felt.

According to Liu Lao's words, this seemingly quaint and mysterious talisman has existed for at least 5,300 years!

Such a long time span, and the three thousand tribes in this Changsheng River Basin, each tribe has a dragon talisman, what is the origin of this mysterious black talisman?

Qin Han was shocked.

5,000 years is a long time, enough to make countless civilizations disappear and be buried in the mud and sand of time. But this Zhenlong talisman has been passed down from generation to generation, and what a shocking reason is there.

Qin Han didn't know why, and wanted to ask Liu Lao, but after telling some old things related to the Zhenlong Fu, Liu Lao, before Qin Han could ask, suddenly knelt on his knees, his expression moved, and said loudly:

"Liu Yuncang of the Rizhao Department, meet the city lord of Zhenlong City!"

Qin Han stepped forward to support the old man, "Old Liu, don't do it!" Even if the thing about the Zhenlong Fu is true, thousands of years have passed, and the past has long since passed away. 'The person who gets the Zhenlong Talisman is the lord of the three thousand tribes and the lord of Zhenlong City' is no longer a status symbol that can be taken seriously, so you better call me Xiaohan. ”

The old man kneeling on the ground shook his head stubbornly, and the old man's voice was unusually firm:

"Nope! City Lord, the Zhenlong Fu is the foundation of the three thousand tribes in my Changsheng River Basin, and it is the ultimate meaning of each tribe's existence here, although we don't know why the ancestors thousands of years ago passed down this talisman, and why the three thousand tribes obeyed the orders of the Zhenlong Fu to recognize the master, but the old man knows that this is by no means a joke made by the ancestors when they were bored, behind this talisman, there is definitely a deep meaning and layout that we can't snoop on! "As for the question of whether the three thousand tribes will recognize the lord, you don't need to worry, as long as you can take away the Zhenlong Fu under the gaze of the people of the major tribes, they will definitely respect you as the lord!"

Qin Han was a little surprised, "Old Liu, does this talisman really have such great prestige?" ”

The old man nodded, "In this vast Immortal River Basin, each clan has a guardian chosen by the Zhenlong Rune Clan. And the actual ruler of each clan is the guardian of the Zhenlong Fu! The same is true of decay! The tribe is ruled by the guardians chosen by the Zhenlong Fu, a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years by these three thousand tribes in the Immortal River Valley. Guardian, absolutely loyal to the choice of the Dragon Talisman, because this is what the countless ancestors of the Three Thousand Clans have been doing for thousands of years! ”

"Three thousand tribes are only one of them, the second is Zhenlong City, Zhenlong City has existed for endless years, but there have always been only two deputy city lords, and the position of the city lord has always been vacant, in order to wait for the owner of the Zhenlong Fu to appear!"

"Xiao Han, now that you have appeared, Zhenlong Fu also recognizes you as the master, this is the arrangement of fate in the dark!"

Liu Lao's voice was loud, and his body was full of pride.

This is the biggest event in thousands of years among the three thousand tribes, and once the news spreads, the guardians of the three thousand tribes will definitely flock to it.

At that time, the three thousand tribes that have become a pot of porridge will definitely form a super force that will sweep all directions under the leadership of the city lord Qin Han!

"Old Liu, but I ......" Qin Han hesitated.

What Liu Lao said was like a fantasy to him, he was just a person from the afterlife, and it was the first time he came to the Changsheng River Valley of this Xiluo country, and the first time he came to Rizhao Village.

When he was about to die, Qin Han not only did not feel surprised, but felt a little dreamy and unrealistic.

The proud Liu Lao saw the reluctance in Qin Han's heart, and said with some doubts:

"Xiaohan, you ...... What's the difficulty? ”

"There are no difficulties, but I'm afraid I'm going to live up to Liu Lao's expectations." Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Qin Han sighed lightly.

"Why is that?"

Liu Lao looked puzzled, shouldn't it be a happy thing to be able to lead three thousand tribes and become the supreme city lord of Zhenlong City?

The old man even wanted to immediately go and gather everyone in the village to come over and come over to meet Qin Han.

Although Rizhao Village is now a dilapidated and impoverished fishing village, hundreds of years ago, Rizhao Village was called Rizhao Ministry, with a population of tens of thousands, making it one of the top super tribes in the Changsheng River Basin.

It's a pity that the three thousand tribes have been in turmoil and attacking each other, and the friendship of the same clan has long been burned to ashes by hatred in time. In less than a hundred years, the super tribe that was prosperous in the past was wiped out in an instant, and the clansmen died! The ancestral houses that stretched for miles were also reduced to ashes in a sea of fire, and finally became a small fishing village that is now dilapidated.

The old man didn't hate the great war that made the Rizhao tribe almost annihilated, but he just felt that it shouldn't be like this between the three thousand tribes. The 3,000 tribes share the same ancestry and origin, and they should be in harmony with each other and have one heart and one mind.

But for thousands of years, the three thousand tribes have accumulated deep grievances with each other, and they are enemies of each other, and it is beyond the reach of people to resolve these grievances.

But now, the Zhenlong Fu, which has been handed down for at least 5,300 years, has found its owner. The grievances accumulated between the three thousand tribes, as long as the owner of the Zhenlong Fu waved his hand, it would be wiped out in an instant!

Moreover, as long as Qin Han became the lord of Zhenlong City, the future of Rizhao Village would be extremely bright, and it was only a matter of time before he became a super clan a hundred years ago again.

The rise of the Rizhao Department and the eternal peace of the three thousand tribes are the things that the old man dreams of. But now, Qin Han didn't seem to want to be the lord of these three thousand tribes, and he didn't want to be the lord of Zhenlong City.

The lord of Zhenlong City, in charge of 3,000 tribes, holds supreme authority.

Such a good thing, why is the young man in front of him unwilling? The old man's eyes burned, eager to know the answer.

Looking at the old man with a puzzled face, Qin Han couldn't bear to be deceived, he looked up at the starry sky, and then said abruptly:

"Elder Liu, I can't hide it, my life is coming to an end tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to be the master of these three thousand tribes, and I will live up to your old expectations.

"City Lord, you...... Why is this so? Liu Lao, who originally had infinite expectations in his heart, only felt that what Qin Han said was like a bolt from the blue. It looks so good, but how can it be depleted?

Qin Han smiled, "Before falling into the Immortal River, I used a secret method to sacrifice my lifespan to forcibly improve my cultivation and fight with the enemy, although the enemy died, my lifespan was also short, and tonight was the end." Elder Liu, I never thought of this matter of the town dragon talisman......"

"City Lord, isn't there any way to save it? I know that there is an elixir in the Blackwater tribe that is thousands of years old, which can increase the lifespan of people! City Lord, the old man will take you to the Black Water Tribe! Liu Lao looked solemn and was ready to sacrifice everything.

After waiting for thousands of years to wait for the Zhenlong Fu to recognize the master, even if it was to take the lives of the whole village, he didn't want Qin Han to die.

Qin Han smiled lightly at Elder Liu's concerns and methods, "Elder Liu, thank you for your kindness, but I have taken elixirs that can increase lifespan before this, but it has no effect. Elixir is useless to me. ”

"Castle Lord...... Old and incompetent. ”

Liu Lao stood still, not knowing what to say.

Thousands of years of dreams, endless expectations, is it really just a flash in the pan?

Qin Han bowed his hand slightly to the old man, "Old Liu, I want to finish the last time of my life alone, is it okay?" Well, if I can come back before sunset tomorrow, I'll think about the dragon talisman. If you can't come back...... That's not going to come back. ”

"This Zhenlong Talisman is so spiritual, I think if I die, it will also return to Rizhao Village."

"Elder Liu, that kid in Liu Lin is very qualified, I have given him all my inheritance, if I can't return tomorrow, I hope Elder Liu will help me pay attention to it in the future, don't let him become a traitor."

Qin Han spoke quietly.

"City Lord......" The old man's voice was hoarse, and his face was full of sadness. Putting aside all Qin Han's external identity, this is just a young man in his early twenties, why is his fate so cruel?

Looking at the handsome young man who was waiting for death, the old man felt as if something was blocked in his chest, and he felt uncomfortable.

Qin Han showed a smile, "Elder Liu, go back, I want to finish the last leg of the journey alone." ”

The old man nodded tearfully.

Qin Han also nodded, then bowed deeply to the old man, and after getting up, he no longer had nostalgia, turned around and walked alone to the ancient forest by the moonlight. There, there is a cemetery that he has chosen in advance to bury himself.

The bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight spills into the ancient forest through the gaps in the leaves, like a dot of stars.

Following the memory in his mind, he came to the top of the hill that overlooked the entire Rizhao Village, and sat down against a green ancient tree.

The mountain breeze brought a hint of coolness unique to the midsummer evening, looking at the small fishing village below the mountain and the quietly flowing Changsheng River, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the last moment to come.

Time passed silently, and before he knew it, the countdown on the system interface that represented his only life left had skipped the last second and became a long list of zeros.

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